"I'm fine." Her automatic answer, her default. She's fine, she's always fine.

"Though a lollipop couldn't hurt things." Natasha jokes, looking him over. She has so many questions she needs answers to, so many details she needs to know. But, again, god only knows who can hear them right now. And how that could be used against them...

So, instead, she just offers him a teasing half-smile, "I don't think we were frozen, exactly, but something is up." Something she's unsure of, she doesn't understand, but she should be dead, so. She'll face it as she's always done. With determinate spite and focus. Go ahead, Galaxy, show us your worse. We can take it-!